[Intro]
City hum, garden grit.
[Verse 1]
Stressed-out gardener in the urban glow
Prize pumpkin on a pedestal, all aglow
Tiny wings sprout, it flaps in the air
Daring escape from the neon glare
[Chorus]
Stay grounded, little gourd!
Let the soil hold you, let roots be your tour
Come back down, where you belong
[Verse 2]
I chase the flyer past hydrants and tires
Squeaky brakes echo as it climbs higher
I chant the line again, steady and sure:
Stay grounded, little gourd, stay secure
[Chorus]
Stay grounded, little gourd!
Let the soil hold you, let roots be your tour
Come back down, where you belong
[Outro]
Rooted again, I sigh with relief.